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Dear Bullies,
That kid you called a faggot? His boyfriend saved him from suicide.
That kid you made fun of in class today? He killed himself a few minutes ago.
That girl you called dumb? She has dyslexia.
That girl you called fat? She's starving herself.
That woman you called bald? She has cancer.
That kid you called bald? He has cancer too.
That man you laughed at for having scars on his face? He fought for our country.
That boy you punched in the hallway today? He's being abused at home.
That child you called retarded for being in a wheelchair? He risked his life to save a four year old.
That boy you laughed at for crying? His mother died in a hospital.
You think you known them? Wrong. You don't. If you have a heart then you will paste this on your wall. I know over 97% will ignore this but if you don't, if you are reading this then you are part of the 3% that are truly wonderful
I am bent, but not broken.
I am scarred, but not disfigured
I am sad, but not hopeless
I am tired, but not lifeless.
I am afraid, but not powerless.
I am angry, but not bitter.
I am depressed, but not giving up.
I'm, somehow, still hopeful that life gets better; that people change; that everyone will one day find love. I know I'm naive and childish for thinking this but I'm ok with this.
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